Harry awoke, and wondered why he had such a horrible feeling about today. Then he remembered. One, there was psycho-Ravenclaw girl after him. Two, he had a mad murderer wanting his head on a platter. Three, he didn't know who his best friend was.

Harry cursed, but pulled himself out of bed. It was 6:30 in the morning on a Saturday, but he still had to get up. He needed to stop anyone from stumbling upon the two Rons'

He slowly dressed himself in his ordinary black robes and stumbled down the stairs, rubbing his eyes. He was slightly awake, but definitely not awake enough to greet the sight that met his eyes.

One Ron was pinned under the knee of the other, while the other was struggling to keep the first Ron from slamming his head into the floor. They flipped, and soon both Ron's were in opposite positions. They jumped, kneed, punched and pulled. With some quick wand-work, Harry had sent both Ron's to opposite sides of the room. One was obviously the loser. He had a cut lip and a black eye. He had an obvious limp to his left leg and he was clutching his right arm. The other Ron, though not as beat up as the other, was still hurt. There was a bright red fist mark on his cheek and he was wheezing as though he had had the wind knocked out him. The loser turned to Harry.

"You see what he did to me Harry?! I was peacefully sleeping, hoping that you didn't have any nightmares, when I got punched in the eye! I'm not trying to make any trouble, I just want this sorted out. For Mione's sake." Harry nodded. That was plausible. It sounded like Ron. He turned to hear the winner speaking to him. He was angry.

"Don't listen to his lies! He woke me up telling me how-how…how he had taken Mione! How she was a-a-a…" He broke off, too angry for words. Harry 's eyes blazed. No one said that about Hermione. He called out to the 'winner'.

"A scarlet woman?" The winner smiled for a moment, before becoming angry again.

"He called her a slut, Harry! I couldn't help it! I wasn't gonna let it stand. So I punched him. Repeatedly."

"Liar!" called out the other Ron. "A complete lie! Why would I say anything about Hermione! I LOVE Hermione! Whether you think I'm Ron or Krum, it doesn't matter! I love Hermione, why would I say something like that?!" Harry bit his lip. That sounded right too. Why would either of them say that?

"Okay, both of you just need to calm down. I see both sides, but that doesn't really change anything. We still can't tell the difference. We'll wait till Hermione gets up, then try to figure it out. So sit where you are, and no, you're not going to the hospital wing," he said, answering the 'loser' Ron's question. "so just hold your lip." Harry leaned back, sighed and closed his eyes. This was going to be a very long day.

(Hey people! Sorry for the long pause between updates. I apologize immensely. If it wasn't for Rosemage77 and all of the reviewers, I would not have updated for another year! Now it's your turn to help me update! I want your opinions! A small poll:

Which Ron do you think was the 'real' Ron, 'Loser' Ron or 'Winner' Ron?

What should be the next 'task' to tell one from the other?

Should Ginny be involved?

Thanks! Be sure to tell me any ideas that you have, I'd love to hear from you!

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And if I don't update really fast, I apologize. I have about 3 other stories that have just blossomed up overnight, and I'm trying to please other reviewers, my friends and my family! Thanks for your patience!

~Becca)